Going through every hour of every day imagining the joy in picking up their child from childcare, searching for eye contact, in spotting that little head bobbing amongst the many others in the playground.

Anything that does not get done in the 1 hr nap time that her child takes can wait.

Joy and Sorrow take new meaning now because they are experienced through another being, in his/her smiles or tears. Being a mom is allowing a part of you to walk out of you.

Feeling more pride in the fact that her child is potty trained than in the fact that she helps Moore's law become a reality or that Obama is visiting her workplace.

@Meera: He actually does add meaning to everything I do and helps me in my quest to become to a better human being. And most important of all you finally learn where your priorities lie :)@ Ruchika: :):) You are going through it all again now :)